At security, your bag raises some concern with the x-ray "technician". Never mind, the extensive collection of metallic sharp tools and aforementioned unidentified liquids packed in the suitcase, he calls you over to the x-ray machine and points to your books.
X-ray guy: What is this? (as he points to the books, touching the screen)
me: books.
X-ray guy: books?
Me: books.
X-ray guy: okay
No interrogation. No search. I didn't even have to open my suitcase to prove my innocence. Just a simple question and an answer taken in good faith, though I'm still not sure why Anna Karenina raised the red flag of sedition.
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